Xia Xin was puzzled. The cake was bigger than her face, let alone her little mouth. I really didn't know why she stuffed it in.

"Eat slowly, don't choke, I won't snatch it from you."

Xia Ye seemed to have not heard it. His two little hands were covered with butter and swallowed it without chewing it. It immediately stuck to her throat, making her eyes wide open, and she beat her chest desperately, making her face turn red. Xia Xin quickly poured her a glass of water.

In a short while, the cake, which looked much bigger than Xia Ye's belly, had been completely buried in her Wudian Temple.

Xia Xin took a towel and wiped clean the pile of butter on her hands and face.

Xia Ye fell on the bed with a rising belly, covering her stomach, and a bitter face, showing a disgusting expression on her face, "No, it's so disgusting."

Xia Xin said angrily, "Nonsense, you will get tired of eating so much cream right away. You have ruined such a good cake. Just eat it slowly."

Xia Yeyi said firmly, "No, this is the conspiracy of the cold-blooded priest. She has cursed it inside. Only our god-like body can barely compete with it. We will never let her curse succeed."

"The priests will not curse, they will only use divine purification to save people."

"So she is the evil cold-blooded priest."

Since the two met, Xia Ye and Leng Xuetong were very different, and Xia Xin had no choice but to do so. After many contacts, he felt that Leng Xuetong was just not very good at getting along with others, and it was not that she deliberately looked down on others.

Seeing Xia Ye's belly swelling, Xia Xin had to remind him, "I advise you to sit up. It is not easy to digest when you lie down. Be careful of your stomach bloating and stomachache later."

Xia Ye didn't know where the confidence came from, and said proudly, "Kukuku, half of your body, why did you say such ignorant remarks? Do you think that as the incarnation of Ye, the vampire princess, our body that has been practicing for thousands of years and coexisted with the sun and the moon will be knocked down by this little stomach bloating?"

Ten minutes later.

Xia Ye was lying on the bed, looking at Xia Xin with tears in his eyes, and he looked like he was about to cry at any time, "Woooo Brother Ge, we seem to be dying. We must have been cursed by Leng Xue Guan, and our stomachs are so uncomfortable."

It seems that her body, which has been practicing for thousands of years and coexisting with the sun and the moon, cannot resist the slight bloating of stomach.

Xia Xin said helplessly, "I told you not to lie down after just after eating, your stomach can't stand it."

Xia Ye automatically filtered his words, touched his belly with both hands, and said in pain, "The demon sealed in our body, please be careful not to be impatient. This is not the place where you kill."

"I really can't do anything to you."

Xia Xinyi ran downstairs, bought a box of stomach-enhancing and digestive food tablets, came back and fed Xia Ye two, then carried her to the computer desk, and sat in his arms.

"Sit down, it'll be fine soon."

"Um"

Xia Ye lay softly on Xia Xin's chest, his starry eyes half closed.

The unique fragrance of a little girl on the summer night is rippling between the nose of Xia Xin.

"I told you not to eat so much. According to your usual meals, you only have a bowl of rice. You just stuffed about 4 bowls of rice into it. I really admire you, how did you eat it."

Xia Ye raised his fist weakly, "For the victory of the holy war, this little pain is nothing."

"No one wants to fight you."

“By the way,”

Xia Ye said, took the notebook and pen and drew it on it.

"If we are unfortunately cursed to death by the priest, you must remember to hand this over to the Cuckold Knight."

The Cuckold refers to the police.

Xia Xin looked at the thing she drew and asked, "What is this?"

"The message of death is to capture the murderer and bring her to justice through the message left by the victim before his death. This is the terrible thing about the message of death."

"I know this, but you're just drawing a turtle."

"Of course I draw a cold-blooded priest. Don't you think it looks very similar to her face? The Cuckold Knight will understand it."

Xia Ye is probably the only one who can compare Leng Xuetong's flawless perfect face to a turtle.

Xia Xin soon knew why the police would understand it because Xia Ye added the three big words "Leng Xuetong" next to it, and the policeman was afraid that he would not understand it.

Unlike ordinary primary school students, the fonts of summer nights are elegant and elegant. When you brush them, you will feel a bit strange beauty, as if the words are connected into a yi style, which looks very beautiful.

No wonder the teacher couldn't help but let her participate in the competition. This was not like a handwriting that elementary school students could write. It felt like even if they participated in the provincial and national competitions, they would be perfect.

However, because of the extra cost of participation, Xia Ye gave up.

Yi said the QQ pop-up window popped up, and the note was Han Fei.

"Damn, brother, are you finally willing to go back to the level you should stay?"

""

Xia Xin used to stay in the bronze rank, and Han Fei was the king, so he couldn't find him to double-ranking. Now he has reached Diamond 4 and can finally get a double-ranking.

"Come on, let's start, the national server's first yiad, take you to show off and fly, let you experience the feeling of flying on the rocket."

Xia Xin replied, "The national server is the first? Is it self-proclaimed or the countdown?"

"The future, sooner or later, it's OK, don't talk nonsense, hurry up and get on the account."

Xia Xin saw that he had no task in his hand anyway, so he agreed.

Soon, a double-row invitation was invited by a person named "If you don't give it to the ad, you'll hang up."

"Brother, let's discuss, whoever we have higher floors will do whatever we want."

"No, who dares to steal your ad with your ID? I am a mid laner and jungler, and I can play with top laners and support."

"Ha, it's all-round. I like this. OK. Let's take a double order. You can help me. The king's god will take you, the 4 kids who are diamonds out to show off."

"Then it depends on you."

"I'll play Draven and let you see what a diamond kid is."

""

Is this guy trampling around me?

After a while, Han Fei said again, "Brother, I'm convinced, I'll only obey you."

"What's the meaning?"

"I just looked at your record. The assistant who was on the double row with you was your girlfriend. I almost blinded my dog's eyes and gave me some eye stones. I'm 8oo pieces, my god."

"You are completely giving up the rhythm of the first 20 minutes. When you hit you on the other side in the early stage, it's almost the same as your father hitting your son. I'm afraid that the second one who loves his girlfriend so much is not found in the whole league. It seems that I have to prepare some money in advance."

"Don't talk nonsense, it's just an ordinary classmate, just help her practice."

"If you train on behalf of others, you can also produce eye stones? Who will be responsible for the loss?"

Xia Xin couldn't explain clearly, "The eye stone has more blood and is not easy to be instantly treated."

"Okay, I believe this. 8oo eye stones are for more blood."

"Don't talk nonsense, beat your own."

The two of them lined up in double rows, including diamonds and masters. After a few moves, Xia Xin also saw Han Fei's strength clearly. The line was really fierce. Xia Xin himself also had a fierce style of playing, so the bottom lane could almost push the opponent under the tower.

However, he saw that Han Fei was not very conscious and had no brain pressure and was easily caught. He had to be protected in all aspects, otherwise he would be easily caught and collapsed.

So Xia Xin cooperated with him, and his eye stones usually came out very early. The 3 fake eyes and the real eyes were added to the bottom lane, which made the bottom lane a solid fortress, supporting his fierce fighting style of pressing the line. The two of them almost pushed the line into the tower when they reached 6, and they didn't even let the other party treat them under the tower. They crossed the tower and killed the bottom lane. Even if they exchanged 2 for 2, they would make a profit. The opponent would have to lose 2 waves of line.

Yi sent good news in the evening.

Han Fei asked, "Why do I have two assists?"

Xia Xin replied, "Have you ever played with assist? Don't cheat me, I'll do it."

Han Fei has never played it before, but he knew that the more powerful the person and the stronger the skill, the more he likes to play C position, likes to carry himself and save the whole team. Most of these people are arrogant and hate play assists.

The auxiliary has no money to play, no equipment, and finally save some money, and has to provide equipment for the AD, fight and rush to attract firepower, and finally break the escape mat. To put it simply, good things are not his share, and bad things are all his. I did nothing in the whole game, and I sacrificed everything for others, and I played this thing.

Of course, Han Fei himself belongs to that category and hates to play assists. It is easy to see high-end games. There is no human rights on the 5th floor, so he can only play an assist. However, he seems to have no such a pride in Xia Xin, and he can play anything. This person has a rare trait of modesty.

Have strength, but not proud, no, no, the first time he met, he said that he would win himself, and he was not confident enough, so to be precise, this guy is not arrogant, but has pride. How did he cultivate this physical cultivation

And on the other side, Shu Yuewu was already stunned.

He covered his cheeks and lay on the bed blankly, staring at the ceiling with his eyes ecstatically.

He actually dared to hit me, how could he hit me? I was the only one who beats others. When was his turn to hit me?

And it was for the stinky woman Leng Xuetong.

What I said made me think from the perspective of others is so funny. I am not someone else. Why should I think from the perspective of others? If I think for others, then who will consider me?

What are the reputations of girls?

Did she rely on me for the embarrassing things she did?

Don't be embarrassed if you have the ability, see if I don't ruin her.

I am obviously just an ordinary boy, as long as I honestly admit my charm, say to other boys that I like me, and pursue me with self-righteousness.

How could he hit me?

Shu Yuewu felt very wronged. She was obviously not wrong, but Leng Xuetong was not good.

The cheeks are so hot that it hurts so much!

The door was knocked lightly twice, and my mother Zhao Qing's voice came from outside the door, "Wuwu, you haven't eaten dinner, have some midnight snacks, I've made some pastries."

Shu Yuewu said angrily, "If you don't eat, I'm full."

I'm full of energy.

I feel that this is a bit familiar.

Shu Yuewu thought about it and remembered it, and was also angry by him the day.

This guy won't know anything else, she's coming.

Zhao Qing said, "You are eating snacks again? Be careful not to be fat if you don't eat. By the way, what happened to the boy just now? He looks good and is quite modest and easy-going. He is just too ordinary, and his eyes are very bright. Why? So many sunny and handsome people don't like it. Do you like this type of boy?"

Shu Yuewu was so angry that anyone who touched him now was simply frustrating her head and shouted, "I like it, this guy is the most annoying. I will kill him tomorrow."

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Chapter completed!